Triveni Journal
1927 | 11,233,916 words
Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....
(An English version of the Author’s Kannada poem)
1
Sometimes my mind misgives me and I ask
If you exist:
Sometimes when, in the important single task
Of bringing grist
To the great mill-wheel of life’s mere being
Ever grinding on,
The mind has lost its native skill of seeing,
All vision gone.
2
You do exist; of course; whence thought of you
If you did not?
I know that all that ever comes to view
Within the grot
Or distant corner of the mind, great, good,
Is certain true.
Naught noble, great, or beautiful that I would,
But will, in you.
3
You are. I am. O Great beyond all speech,
Or what man’s dreams
In their far weary winging ever shall reach,
Behind what seems
You are; eternal, endless, unbegun;
We, worst and best,
Shall in the end, our tasks undone or done,
In thee rest.